We all knew it was coming and the time has finally arrived.
This morning, my dad will be taking our beloved dog to the vets to let him rest in peace.
He’s been declining in health for about a year now. But more rapidly since the fall. At Christmas, I was just so happy to see him. It had been a year and a half and I just wanted one more time with him.
When I saw my parents a month ago for my brother’s wedding, my dad said he’d try to get him to Easter. That was my birthday and when I’d be out there next.
And he made it. I was home with the dogs on Sunday alone and got my dog outside. He was stumbling and looking so confused outside. Then Monday morning, he took a turn for the worse, his morning walk was not good and my dad made the choice to make the appointment.
It was time. He is so old and he deserves to rest before he just can’t carry on anymore.
He was deeply loved and cherrished as a member of our family and will be forever missed.
This is the first picture I ever took of him
And the last
My dad said that the vets are very accommodating when I asked if he could go in with our dog. I hope due to covid he is allowed. I asked him to hold his paw so he’s not alone. I’m not sure if my dad will but I will believe he did. I wont ask. My dog lives with my parents cos hes best friends with my dad. My dad and dog have always had a special bond. They take twice daily walks together. They are so close. I know this is much harder on my dad than me. He was really affected when they had to put down their first dog about 12 years ago. My parents still have my mom’s but they won’t get another one. My mom’s dog tries to assert his dominance over everyone and everything, even attacking my dog when he was just sleeping. So my dad wont get another dog and make them deal with that. And they are getting older now and don’t need or want the added responsibility and expense.
I’m not sure if I will ever get another dog. I didn’t really have this one, but I loved him.